Cleaning Out My Closet

I need to clear my head. I'm filled with both self-doubt and self-confidence at the same time. Why am i so paranoid? meaningless and meaningful things, too. fuck you. fuck me. i can't stand the way you send me on these guilt trips. we're both wrong. we're both right. i love you. i do. why do you put me under so much stress; why do i let you? fuck your imaturity, that shit's stupid. grow up. you help me a lot, but then you hurt me. I'm dry, this is beginning to feel forced.